There is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven. Ecclesiastes 3:1
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
I hate flies. It is a beautiful and sunny day as I’m writing this. It’s warm and lovely. And there is one fly in my house and it’s going to drive me insane. I hate flies and I want them to be dead. I can see why flies are the opposite of salvation. Me and God hate flies.
Isaiah 51:6 Lift up your eyes to the heavens, look at the earth beneath; the heavens will vanish like smoke, the earth will wear out like a garment and its inhabitants die like flies. But my salvation will last forever, my righteousness will never fail.